Jungkook's anger was palpable, and even Jimin noticed it. As they entered the room, the door closed behind them with a loud thud, causing YN to startle and stumble slightly on her way to the foot of the bed. Her heart raced, and she could feel the tension in the air, unlike anything she had ever experienced.
She wanted to turn and face him, to look into his eyes and tell him how she truly felt, but fear held her in place. Instead, she focused on smoothing out her dress, her fingers trembling slightly.
Breaking the silence, Jungkook's voice, cold and controlled, cut through the room like a sharp blade. "Why didn't you protest?"
YN's breath caught in her throat, and her mind raced to comprehend what he was referring to. It didn't take her long to realize he was talking about her decision to work as his assistant. Words struggled to form on her lips, but she felt stunned, as if his question had taken away her voice.
Jungkook's gaze bore into her, his eyes searching for an answer. It was a question that held more weight than it seemed, a question about their unspoken agreement, their tangled emotions, and the secret they shared.
For a moment, the room hung heavy with anticipation, and the only sound was their uneven breathing.
Jungkook's patience was wearing thin, his frustration boiling over as YN remained silent, tears streaming down her cheeks. He couldn't understand why she wouldn't respond, and it was driving him to the brink of his own patience. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, and he took a few steps close to her, his breathing ragged.
"FOR THE FUCK'S SAKE, ANSWER ME, YN!" he shouted, his voice echoing in the room. His outburst surprised even himself, but he couldn't contain the storm of emotions that had been brewing inside him.
YN closed her eyes tightly, her tears continuing to fall. She could feel the intensity of his anger, and it frightened her. But more than that, she was frustrated with herself for not being able to respond. Her voice felt trapped, as if words were caught in her throat, and it only made the situation worse.
Jungkook ran a hand through his hair, his frustration evident in his every movement.
Jungkook's frustration reached its peak as he pulled YN by her waist, pinning her against the wall with a forceful grip. His voice was demanding, almost desperate, as he implored her to answer him.
"ANSWER ME, YN! YOU'RE MAKING THE SITUATION WORSE!"
Fear coursed through YN as Jungkook's intensity increased. She could feel the wall behind her, its cold surface contrasting sharply with the heat of the moment. She finally managed to take a shaky breath, her chest rising and falling rapidly, and tried to explain herself.
"I didn't want... I didn't want Appa to be sad, and we had... we had..." Her voice trailed off as Jungkook interrupted her with a stern command
"Look at me."
YN's tear-filled eyes met his gaze, and she felt utterly vulnerable in that moment. Her eyes were red, her nose runny, and she was overwhelmed by her own weakness and the emotional storm between them.
"We had a d-deal," YN managed to continue, her voice quivering with every word.
Jungkook, however, was growing increasingly frustrated. He couldn't comprehend her emotional response. He snapped, "The deal was to give you a job, not to make you my fucking assistant, YN."
Her trembling intensified, and YN began to sob. The physical pain from his harsh grip on her, along with the emotional turmoil, became too much to bear. Her hands throbbed, and her back ached from the force of his pinning.
"J-jungkook, it's h-hurting," she finally mustered the courage to say, her voice barely audible.
He abruptly released her, his anger evident as he barked, "GET OUT."
The room felt heavy with tension as YN, her tears still flowing, stumbled away from him, leaving her shattered emotions behind.
Jimin and Lisa had been pounding on the door for what felt like an eternity. YN finally opened it, her face stained with tears, and her trembling hands covered in blood. The wedding ring had left deep imprints on her skin from Jungkook's relentless grip, marking the painful turmoil that had just unfolded between them.
"In the circle of love, sometimes even the wedding ring must bear the weight of our scars."
AN: He is an angry bird:)
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"Marriage by Agreement, Love by chance"
Fanfiction"Think twice before saying yes, YN," he breathed into my ear, his tone filled with a veiled threat. "I can make your life hell, and you'll regret it to hell and back." "I am ready to marry Jeon Jungkook."
